Mu Yan only felt her head swelling. She looked at the Third Prince in despair, and as she continued to look, her heart grew cold.
The days she spent with the Third Prince allowed her to have some understanding of him.
She could see the panic and unwillingness on this man's face.
Thinking about it, it was truly laughable. She was played like a fool, lost herself, and was so cruelly deceived.
At this moment, Mu Yan's mind was exceptionally clear. Everything from the past flashed through her mind like a series of paintings.
She remembered this man talking about some merchant caravan. So were those just lies?
Did he merely use the Xuemu Sect to eliminate other sects?
Mu Yan felt as if her heart was full of wounds, completely broken.
Thinking back to everything about meeting him, was it all calculated from the beginning?
She wasn't a fool. When she arrived in Dragon City, she thought of Li Shuning's warning.
